Texasholedhim
Current mood: awake
Category: Writing and Poetry

wellkiddies,YourTruthreturns-beatin'IKEinit'spath&it'swrath...nobodycouldevermakeacowboyouttathisboy

hopeallisgood

imustsayiwasn'treallycreativethistrip

buti'lltry&throwsumthin'on4y'all

Spittin Cinnamon

Chasin' drag-on

Daze of woe

as Amy hangs

on Trees of Po'

i thought

we'd jumpstart

Devil grins

where Prada

wears out sin-amen.

-SkippinLieu-

Bring me back

a chili dog

the bark of youth

Lost in the fog

Down Nathan's Lane

This drain's been clogged

As Bird's are Caged

We Prod.

We've Branded Brandon

Brenda too-

one-o-ver L.A.

& the moon

the Peach Pit's Purple

Nerple's toon

After the Dance

Neptune.

-To:Knight

Just a crash

of brash delivery

the devil smiles

while receiving me

t'is been awhile

rile chivalry

Real men still open doors...

-noha-

Locked up

Now caged

A bit afraid

This sh*thole

That i'm in

No way

This road's been paved

w/many weighs

t'is why i sin

T'is quite unknown

so all alone

desserted

on this road

2 paths divide

yet still collide

uncomical

divide.

Punkin' Lucky-

we've packed our bags

& tucked our nuts

we've bolted

we don't give a f*ck

we're evil bingin'

on the fringe

above the skin

we singe.

Pack up syringes

Cut the fringes

off your mighty Horse

Clint Eastwood

Harry's Dirt - go shoot a gun

Life used 2B such fun.

-outrageous outrages -

more or less

i'm moraless

i roar

in rural areas

i'm pourin'

in suburbia

refurbishin'

my fervor for

the flavor of

her labia

my labor of

my love for her

for without her

i'm castor oil

castrate castro

bastard toil

soilin' & just unloyal

won't you wait

awhile...

ifumadeitthanku-rantingsfromaravin'lunachild

Currently listening : Bake Sale By The Cool Kids Release date: 2008-06-03

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westrive&weroam
Current mood: bouncy
Category: Writing and Poetry

workin'inQueens2nite&2morro.then,leavin'4TexastiltheendofSeptember

idon'thavealaptop,soiwon'tB.aroundmuch-don't4getmewheni'mgone

*peacefromthebeastintheEast

Frozen O'shun-

Abbreviate explodin' potions

Segregate erodin' notions

Conjugate corrosive oceans

Swim above the grave.

-Rip-

What i had, i gave-

the alter

stated. Christian

Slater falted

Screech! a bell

we tink we halter

tophats if u will

exhausted.

Dick Marx the Spot!

Thrifty Shifty

In a Jiffy

epiphany

Slip behind me

In the rear

hear inner ear

here, switchin' gears

be Rich or Gere.

-OverOut&WellDone-

Gettin' sloppy

in a gelopy

Stop me

Pop me

often i copy

Robbery

Prob-ly

8 2 much

Broccoli

Wobbly

Stocky

Saw 2 much

Rocky

Cocky

Cock-nee

Ain't got no

Doctrate

Stop it

Operate

Open me up

Pickin' Pockets

Rocket

Shoplift

Trespassin' Operas

Watch'em

Splotchin'

Pain in the

Crotch &

Top Notch

Stop Watch

Minuteman

Sobbin'

Throbbin'

Goblin

suckin'

Gobstoppers

Jabba

Hut

as in Pizza

Sleaza

Queezy

as in my

Stomach

in Knots

Rotten

like Johnny Rockets

Sockets

Eyes Out

like Johnny Cochran

So long...

-insayne

Some guys have all the

Luck is a game of

Purpose Porpoise

Tortoise Shell

Teachers Taught us

Well i'm after

Climb Disaster

Throwin' Stowin'

Mo Vaughns, Lohans

Gettin' Stoned

in Homes of Glass,

whYTee kicked

my ass is grass

& so forth, so on

point-eye strain

i try 2 stay

on point! exclaim

i try 2 bear&

take the blame

i hope

4perfect

aim!!

ramblinsofagamblin'sramblin'fool

Currently listening : The Odd Couple By Gnarls Barkley Release date: 2008-03-21

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jibbajabba
Category: Writing and Poetry

-Poof!Poof!Past-

Mare

Hee-Haw

alittle

lamb of

G-d i think

i can

i oughta

bought in2

& 4saw

Sam or eyes

wide shut

Warsaw

ManFu

Achieu

Adieu

Goodbye

the Pooh

as Winnie

sings the blues

eyes brighten

lighten up

like dew

one mourning

boring

dues paid up

alluring

make up

as we

change the channel

cocoa puff

chanel

& Canal

Stephen J.

like Hawkings may-

be, but a bottle

fizz rebuttle

cut according

diss & fuddle

muddle in the mess.

Huddle in the masses

Tired

Poor Liberty

Statute Prior

Circumstance & Constitute

Pause the absolute

Show Proof!

goodluckw/thatone

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pullin’hairsoutgoin’balled
Current mood: distraught
Category: Writing and Poetry

ridiculousthislifeilive&thisiswhatigivethesithdecisiveunderlyin'stressthetensionisthetest

Pull & Teach-

crooked smiles

heavy hearts

1/2 closed eyelids

broken art

sighs gone silent

work the bar

raisin in the sun.

gaze from once upon.

awe inspired, numb.

say, for but an instance

instant instinct

stopped on itching

savored goodies safer

say, for goodness sake

shall gold pervade?

take back the lay

take back the say

take back the play-

book; book & save

Save up the daze

Cut grass & graze

Graze up the cud

Cuddle & fade...

yourcommentsaremyoxygengimmeegimmeeair

*peacefromnyc

YT

Currently listening : Something Else By Robin Thicke Release date: 2008-09-30

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freakEZthatway
Current mood: cooky/wacky
Category: Writing and Poetry

ifuheardmeonblogtalkradio.com/thespeakeasycafe,YThanx4listenin'-myPCwasdownsoiwrotethiswhileonhold...

Like Twyla Tharp

Nyla my Heart

Dancin' w/the Stars

Listen 2 the Harp

As Angels Strum

In my Kingdom

Rattle & Hum

U2 - the sun

U2 - Divine

Q - what's your sign?

Breakin' design

Reinvent rhyme

SpeakEasy now

At the Cafe

& Come What May

Every Thursday

So, Take a Sip

If u Thirsty

Let the Mics rip

As rhYThm drips

We'll make u flip

We'll make u flop

We're cold & hot

like dippin' dots

We cannot stop

if u want us 2

Wrong place Wrong time

Don't Misconstrue

Like Ms.{Loch}Ness

& MamaBear

Black Widow's Peak

& Here4Beer

4Get the Wor(l)d

U Sun of Man

Wisdom Supreme

i think i can

i think i did

Little Engine

My fairy tale

This is the end

cuz, Once Upon

In Time, In Deed

We Ink 4u

We Make pen's bleed!

ucan'tridiculetheridiculous

havakrazyweekend

*peacefromnyc

YT

Currently listening : Something Else By Robin Thicke Release date: 2008-09-30

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justuntieme
Current mood: angsty
Category: Writing and Poetry

if u have some time

we could wax sublime

twist words like lime

standstill w/time...

while others talk about techs

i wuz readin the text-

bookkeeper

spoken odds maker

like Diddy & V.Vaughn

i wuz MADE

2 carry on

sticky, not teflon

i'm a tradition

better than the 1st & 2nd Godfather's

original Don

sippin' on Dom P. & palm trees

catchin' a breeze

all my ladies

drop down on your knees

time 2 appease me

beseech me

feelin' so good

get your thrill on

next 2 years

i should see about a trillion

boullion

is what i'm after

droolin'

thru disaster

white russian

crazy caucasion

quite extraordinary

w/my lyrical persuasion

Tyson

Van Gough

slicin' off ears yo

leavin' impressions

call me Monet, ifuknow

paint out the lines

colors of the mind

easle be my words

brush my own design

canvasin' your ears

as if u didn't hear

u a hobbitt

i'm the Lord of the Ring

u silly rabbit

trix R4 kids

take no more bids

All bets are off

as i'm tryin' 2 rid

Radio

playin' yo

baby-oh

gimmee mo'

get in my 'cedes ho

cruisin' thru France

as i take off your pants

gotta keep it hot

gotta groove & make u dance

in case u 4got

dubLnasT

full of snot

be me Kleenex

as i clean this

Sift thru words

& this is what i mean this

 Dirty Flirt approachin' decades in thirds

Amateurs say i'm full of words

instead of real old

i'm feelin' quite bold

u stay at home on Friday nite

u growin' mold

i.m. controlled

call me remote

behind the Hot Wheels

w/these rhymes

i wrote

sometimes i quote

sometimes i don't

sometimes i brag

sometimes i boast

like Don Rickles

at Sinatra's Roast

call me Dr. Heckles

i stomp on ghosts

from the East coast

t'is where i'm from

men grab your honey's

thugs grab your guns

just havin' fun

lay in the sun

remember Big Pun

terror weighed 2 tons

keep keepin' on

gotta use those puns

lyrics are bombs

give u the runs

i'm Mexican water

Montezuma's revenge

Pay me a quarter

or i'll do it again

i'm the witch doctor

in this Rap Opera

rhymes so fat

Pavorotti's my dad

nuthin' is over

til the fat lady sings

so this might never end

she's eatin' onion rings

so until next time

try & remember

the mics 4 members only

i bust my

9

 inch one!

whosaidiain'tknowhow2ramble?!

*winxfromnyc

YT

Currently listening : American Gangster By Jay-Z Release date: 2007-11-06

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thestruggle
Current mood: bullied
Category: Writing and Poetry

ithinkuknowthisone...thesearetheoriginallyricsabitlongerthantheactualtrack

Rhymin' all day Got one thing 2 say All u whack rapper's go away.

Comin' up cursin' Always rehearsin' What the f*ck u think it's a game?

Hip Hop Gotta Be at the Bop w/the bombs u drop Don't stop

It's the life u live these rhymes u give Don't

neva eva cop

cuz, 1st u copy, then u get sloppy

Slip your disc, make u floppy

We all got fears 'bout rabbit ears

pullin' dough outta pockets we clear?

But, if u broke Just clear your throat

Now recite this rhyme i wrote

You struggle & juggle & feel like u ina bubble & makin' time like it's double & u will stay outta trouble

That's a fact

Robbin' other brothers give u heart attacks

Then the family come at u w/the baseball bats

Do u need that?! Cuz skulls get cracked-whether white or black

Attack

every opposition w/words that smack

Ev-er-y decision 'ventually comes back

All your intuitions should be based on fact

or you'll get jacked

Pull the chain off your neck & your napsack

Bein' a brat Spoiled at that

Kid, u got alot 2 learn from this cat

Get a pen & a pad Cuz, this ain't no fad

If u did you'll be glad Not mad

Write

 where u from & what u goin' thru

i bet there'll be others like youknowwho

Now, 2 the streets w/your Pro Tools CD

Creatin' a buzz 4 the industry

Send the disc 2 your favorite artists

Creators of hits

Sit back & get lit

All good things come 2 those who wait

Lyrically operate & spit

Get out late night

2 open mic

Watch the crowd u will excite

Formula 4 success w/stress

Cuz time like records both press

But finally

Maybe vinylly

it's time 2B

the Rhymin' King

Stay up Stay proud Always keep it loud

NYC we don't allow

Excite & recite & never ever divide because

the Yin & the Yang & the 6 & the 9

& the Black & the White Apartheid

Gotta keep it as 1

Uknow your business & fun

when it becomes work

2late

Berserk

Don't wannabe kicked & punched & jerked around

Original sound

Always lurkin' around

Your foes Your woes Your arch enemies

All wanna get paid from the money u made so

put some away 4that rainy day

u hope & u pray what u say stays sayed, then

Finally one day when you're old & gray

all the kids on the block they'll say,

:"U struggle & juggle & feel like u ina bubble & makin' time like it's double & u will stay outta trouble":

*peacefromnyc

i'llbeatterminal5tonite,ifuwannameet4adrink

***winx2mypeeps***

Currently listening : Deliver Me from Evil By YT Release date: 2006-04-11

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srumdiddly
Current mood: blank
Category: Writing and Poetry

i'vebeentryin'2checkoutning&thecult,buti'manidiotso...2anyoneonthere,imatrymydarndest,butthisiswherei'mat*peace2u&yourz

-available delights-

parting is so sweet

like inner thighs & thoughts

lips meet.

i caught her eye

with fishook lies

i want 2 rub her feet.

Regrets, no more

Alas, t'is more

Unless, a lass addresses more

Amore, for me - such bitter dreams

A bushel & a peck.

*peacefromnyc

YT

Currently listening : Otis Blue: Otis Redding Sings Soul By Otis Redding Release date: 2008-07-15

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collab’tweenSt.&YT
Category: Writing and Poetry

istart&thenwealternate,theydon'tcallhimSaint4nuthin'

when lost, she comforts me
third eye
blind
all i see
though darkness capes
my outer shell
crusade for me
will she

Take up arms
In heart of acceptance;
Inside the art
Of all deliverance;
Waiting for the willful
Hour, answers at the ready;
Light in the eyes;
May illuminate me.

So magnify
the daze of woe
Men stand & fall
from gazin' o-
ver under through
the undertoe
Say it isn't so

Caught on the thought
Like a hook, doubt
Holds hostage, who banks
The soul? Unwilling to flow
In unwilling to know,
Ass-umption: the murder of hope,
The choke of the word
Stuck in the throat; make
No bigger the fear or
The thought, the chances
Not taken, are never forgot.

development
soincandessant
envelopin'
theprepubessant
theawkwardsmile
socrocodile
thetearsofbliss
weshed.
weskinnedouryouth
philosophy
2Bornot
ontopofme
idogetoff
yourproperty
pleasedon't
tresspass
mypast.

Religion
Prey, the bite of the pain
Deep in the vein, every excuse:
To see or not to see;
Open the eyes to bleed;
Breathe the break of the word;
Truth to the deaf not heard,
Cut the art; probe skin;
Death of sin:
Salve-ation
Bomb the wound, leave the room;
Starry eyed;
A-cross

Two bears shat! sat! splat!
in the woods
Would u?
Should u?
if u could
Wonderfull
You're in the mood
Neighbors in the Hood

Damn the dice, place
The bet, double deal -
Circumvent. Kill the reason;
Take a walk - Shoe-icide
On everyone block.

Shoe-a
You-a
Who-a
weigh, what?
better way
than yesterday
& yessirreebob-
Saget says
ucan'tsay
that 2day
America's not funny vid-
iots & id as ego trips
i've slipped & slid
like tears that rip
let's dewdrop off
this earth.

Bare against the blades;
Laughter is the grace;
Balance on the edge;
Trip each decision, no
Permission, friction
Fans the flames,
Can the laughter,
Clean the stains.
Universal understanding,
Unending. Eternal
Go the daze.
Find her in the fire,
Beyond your spirits malaise....

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gimmeefiregimmeefuel
Category: Writing and Poetry

&soitgoes,somefriends,somefoes,nobodyknows,myblues/ineedanewpairofshoes.

ifuheardmeonblogtalkraio.com/caesura,thanx4listenin'''luv2thecult

My Own Private Devil-

This gate not made of Pearl

This hate - upside down whirled

Where love once was

but, now is dead

alive, just in my head

To eventually rise

& reopen my eyes

to find Heaven

Surprise! the end-

& subsequently

Die.

Love is a game that we choose

Love is a game win or lose

A chance to find the one who knows

Love is a game so it goes...

-The Gruel

Incisions made

have stitched up lace

They never go away

You want them to

That just won't do

There is no more

to say

T'is who i am

T'is what i do

THe street. The beat.

My school

i am a man

ain't got no plan

don't know

just where i stand

Sometimes i think it cruel

i know u think me fool

but i am such a tool

please help me leave

the gruel.

i'mnuthin'w/ou...holla@yerboi! 

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nawin’atmypause
Current mood: anxious
Category: Writing and Poetry

soheartfelthestoodonthebrinkblinkedthenmisseditwinkedthenkisseditthisone's4u

yourcommentsinspireme&imeanthat

-Above the Surface-(A Love on Purpose)

Sir Face

Per Pace

Smiles

Her trace

Outline

My mind

2Kind

The race

Lost by

a boy

Cost by

a joy

That was

Mis(s)placed

The sad

surface

& now

has gone

a way

out done

2souls

who rest

alone

solace;

So less

is more

Be for(e)

A more

& move

above

& groove

2luv

Read on

Redone

Weepin'

We won

Keepin'

The sun

No-thing

Un2

Nothing

is knew

Under the son

A job

Well done

Has Just Begun(?)

-A Poor Mansoul

(Man's old)

(Man Sole)

(Man Soul)

(Man Sold)

The pleas beckon the paws

Two please-second the cause

Please stay, respect the pause...

The line is thinnin'

the End Beginnin'

Knew Hope would try

New shoes to size

Paid up his dues

Sneak his Sneak hers - the clues

Which mix us up, upon each other

& form one's soul

Which poor man's blues-

the breath of death

or a dye

which reoccurs &

opens eyes-

to other's colours.

Currently listening : The Stoop By Little Jackie Release date: 2008-07-08

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blahblahblibbityblah
Category: Writing and Poetry

A Pocket Full of Lips

Destiny laughs at assumption

Cold as a New York night

Fear exists up ahead

Walking on concrete

The steps taken

Led down a path

Where darkness sheds its' light

The source of pain & joy

The course of love & loss

A feeling somewhat similar

Bare feet tred on wet moss

A point is shot across

Thru your eyes & your hurt

Truth lies in our eyes

Beholder of the cry.

-Reflexions-

Reflections of myself

Scene on the outside

i feel i look

at things this weigh

takes me for a ride

Cyclone up & down

travellin' thru gangsta towns

experiencin' sounds

cities' inner ear

which aren't always clear

feelings somewhat surreal

as darkness gives u choice

the light shows u your void...

-No Strings detached

Do u wanna ex-

perience a dream

wanna get some sex

cum, see what i mean

lemmee shower

u my rose

waterfall

between your toes

naked back

Your Truth exposed

lay w/me my sweet

your lips like wine

2meet

your eyes divine

heartbeat

open flower

petals purr

those knights

were such

a blurr.

thereigothereigothereigo

thinkin'aUagain!

*poof!fromnyc

Currently listening : Innervisions By Stevie Wonder Release date: 2000-03-21

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t’iswhatwedue
Current mood: crunk
Category: Writing and Poetry

we'reallcommentwhores

theykeepmeup&runnin'

sodoyourbest&showsomeluv

2othersjust4funnin'...............gocheckoutpoet78&tarrington

tell'emYTsentu

B'rush-

Why should the body matter?

of work, of art - 2u

Stare at my canvas - splatter

Worship o'luv - once(k)new

Put down my brush

W/death - the rush

The time moves with, or out

But, not B4 my time has cum

Produce the silent shout.

-Adoorable-

Some call this my therapy

This is what i have 2say

If you've read & nuthin' took

Shut your mind & close the book.

-My She

Pastel toes

Arch of her foot

Behind the knee

The inner thigh

Her secret garden

Calls 4me

The button o'the belly

The ribs He spared

Under her breast

Nipples kissed

Gently caressed

Nape - oh, her neck

Behind her ear

Scents o'her hair

You'll find me there

Lost in rapture

Hearts

2capture

Lips i part

4thee

Held in arms

For ours

Legs entwined

My she.

itrymybest2readasmuchasican,ifuwantme2checkyours,invitemepersonally,ihatetheautoinvite

thanx4readin'&2all,agoodnite

Currently listening : Stitt Meets Brother Jack By Sonny Stitt and Jack McDuff Release date: 1992-02-17

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&again...endagain
Current mood: drunk
Category: Writing and Poetry

& a gain ... end again

Uncomfort of ability

Locked up w/agility

To live for you - i am guilty

Done once B4, near killed me

Openin' my heart again

Brings about a pain, a gain

of memories i've hid - a weigh

i thought, down there, they'd stay

Cycles are so circular

they bring up what's been down b4

i wish you'd leave

My hurt alone

My eyes have scene

My face a stone

i want, i want

2B again

i want 2B alone.

D'rugs

These rugs i walk upon

are plush & full o'life

& when i place my face on them

i feel a sense o'strife

of all who've walked B4 me

& all 2come after

If i spill & stain them

Will any of it matter?

My heart's been pierced

Tears splatter

My memories are scattered

i want 2crawl

Under the rug

The mirrors all have shattered

But, hide my soul shall not

Vacuum & dust it off

Footprints have pushed this rug

it no longer is soft

Flowers bloom in winter